Chapter 113: Clandestine Rendezvous

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Chapter 113: Clandestine Rendezvous

- Tythe Central – 312 Days into the Hutt Crusade-

Despite their agreement to keep things out of sight in the long run, as well as Sabé and Padmé’s clear interest in the intimate bits of a relationship with him, Izuku was intent on doing things at least partially ‘right’ while he had the opportunity. He had pointed out, rightfully, that the pair of them were currently guests of his while they performed their ambassadorial duties. As the first inaugural meeting of the new legislature of the League was upcoming in a few weeks, something that Padmé would have been called on to attend anyway, she and parts of her retinue had planned to stay through that event from the start.

Padmé, in her position as senator, had been doing her own politicking along their route, and all of her handmaidens but Sabé had actually been sent away after Bimmisaari. Dormé and Cordé, being her more politically-focused pair of minions, had been sent back to the Capital to begin prep work for when Padmé herself returned. Eirtaé, in the meantime, had been sent to Naboo, with the intention of briefing Queen Réillata on everything that had transpired. A number of new deals had been made for Naboo, not just the League, along the way, and someone needed to properly present them for royal approval.

Not, of course, that there was any risk of disapproval. Réillata and Padmé’s politics were quite well aligned. If anything, Réillata was a bit more pragmatic and a bit less idealistic than Padmé, perfectly willing to add to her predecessor’s defense reforms in a way that saw them enhanced considerably. More than Padmé herself was all that happy about, in fact. Though with Naboo being Naboo, its defenses were still focused on non-lethal options as much as possible.

None of which was relevant, really, except for the minor, yet critical detail that this left Sabé and Padmé as the only official representatives of the Republic still present. The crew of their ship and fighter escorts were still present, but not part of their diplomatic group, and thus not close enough to notice anything odd going on with their boss. Izuku had, as a result, pointed out that many traditional ‘date’ ideas could quite easily be covered up as the Sovereign simply hosting the Ambassador.

It was a cover that might have held up even elsewhere in the galaxy. Here on Tythe Central, or down on Tythe itself, where Izuku’s people had so much control over information flow? Here it would hold up to virtually any scrutiny. Doubly so since the visiting pair had already been known to engage in some social activities with Izuku and Aayla, such as their original visit to The Delve.

Thus it was that Izuku had arranged a pair of dates with the two women, the first of which was about to get underway as he held out his arm to Padmé in a courtly gesture as she stepped out of an aircar. Her head was practically on a swivel as she looked around at their surroundings, causing his lips to quirk into a smile.

“I take it you haven’t had a chance to visit any of the other Wards yet? Aside from the day we took you to the Sea of Stars and The Delve, at least.”

Padmé shook her head, even as she accepted the offered arm.

“No. I admit, we did look into them when we first arrived, and some of the others had spare moments to go exploring, but I never had the chance.”

Smiling at accidentally making the right choice, at least possibly, Izuku gestured around them.

“While most of the Wards are styled after interesting architecture of various worlds, this Ward is the only one I and Mei had a specific hand in. The hodgepodge of architecture here is a fusion of traditional styles from our home region of our homeworld. Not just Japan, the island we are both from, but with subsections of the Ward that show styles from greater Asia, a region that took up a good chunk of one hemisphere of our world. I can hardly be called any sort of expert, but I thought you might like to see the best replications we could manage of some famous structures. Down the street there, for example, you can see a replication of Osaka Castle. Inside is an art museum, gardens, and meditation rooms.”

Padmé was very obviously enthralled as Izuku got them moving. They wouldn’t be able to visit more than a few of the reproductions, but somehow he knew that he’d chosen correctly in giving Padmé this little secondhand peak of where he’d come from. They weren’t anything remotely like perfect reproductions, of course, but the bones were similar enough, and he thought he could do a decent job of telling her the history behind at least a few of the originals. There were some significant advantages to enhanced memory, and he’s had that much from the age of four. Who knew mandatory history classes would eventually prove legitimately useful…

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- Tythe Surface – 315 Days into the Hutt Crusade-

“Woooohhoooo!”

Izuku’s grin was fit to split his face as he followed after Sabé whooping form, rocketing across the open space that still dominated much of Tythe’s reclaimed land. The world had come a long way toward recovery, but flora and fauna was still fairly basic, and neither got in the way of the high-powered swoop bikes they were riding, fully opening up the throttle over the flat plains they were crossing. He was letting Sabé set the pace, following after her with his senses cranked up and ready to intervene if she lost control.

Not that he was expecting she was going to.

He’d realized long ago that Sabé was the more adventurous soul between her and Padmé. Padmé was unquestionably capable. A decent pilot, a solid markswomen, and generally possessed of many of the skills required for a galactic adventurer. What she lacked, that Sabé had in spades, was a hidden adrenaline junkie side. Izuku had realized the presence of that side of Sabé and sneakily spun a ‘tour of the industrial facilities on Tythe,’ as a chance to let loose with a pair of swoops. Sabé had been startled by the date plan when it had been sprung on her, but had quickly grown enthusiastic once she realized what she was being given a chance to do. Something she was very clearly enjoying whole-heartedly now.

He had a somewhat more romantic setup planned for later, in the form of a hidden picnic under the stars. But for now he chased after the thrill-seeking handmaiden as she indulged in a rare chance to cut loose…

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-Lime/Lemon/Ecchi content makes up the rest of this chapter. Skip to next chapter entirely if that’s not your thing-

- Tythe Central – 320 Days into the Hutt Crusade -

There was something to be said about being the boss, a bit of wisdom Izuku noted for very much not the first time. Sure, there were a ton of annoyances that came with that status, but there were some definite perks, too. Such as, in this case, where Izuku had booked out one of the Delve levels completely, with no employee oversight aside from a fresh droid whose security had been gone over with a fine-toothed comb. With no chance of any recordings from their Delve getting out by any means, one previous, entirely platonic run of a Delve on record from the past, and the inclusion of plenty of people with Shaak Ti, Zavra, Aayla, and Mei along? Well, under those circumstances, and with assistance from Mei who had designed most of the Delve’s hardware from the start, it was entirely possible to have a group date without risking anyone being the wiser.

As for what they were doing? Izuku had allowed Aayla to set up the scenario, knowing full well that she wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation of pushing boundaries that were no longer as firm as they had been before. The result, given several days and access to the combination of Mei and Zavra to prepare, had been an entirely new production that was decidedly on the adult side of the spectrum. Instead of a ‘dungeon crawl,’ Aayla, Mei, and Zavra had worked together to create a ‘puzzle’ dungeon. Of course, the ‘puzzles’ were all geared for, as Aayla primly put it, ‘Group Bonding Activities.’

The very first puzzle room had required everyone to not only be naked before it would let them continue, but to ‘lock up’ their clothes, with individual pieces to be returned only if they successfully completed a certain number of puzzles. Predictably, this had resulted in a blushing Padmé…but perhaps equally predictable she’d gone along with it once it was clear that everyone else was willing to do so. The result of her and Sabé naked, side by side, had ended up highlighting an interesting point that Izuku hadn’t considered previously.

Sabé had undergone sufficient bio-sculpt, of high enough quality, that she could pass a full body visual scan, without giving away the difference between her and Padmé. To Izuku, Shaak Ti, Zavra and Aayla, of course, the two were easily told apart by their Force Signatures, which was quite possibly why he hadn’t ever really, fully processed just how similar they were. Mei, similarly, had her Quirk to lean on. Ever since arriving in this reality, Mei’s already insane visual acuity had only spiked higher and expanded in capability. To the point that she could not only see well beyond the usual human visual spectrum, but when she’d started studying Force Influenced objects like Holocrons and Kyber Crystals, she’d actually gained a way to visualize the Force.

That little detail had pointed to the fact that she could almost certainly learn to use the Force if she wanted, substituting her ability to see it react to her efforts for traditional Force Sensitivity. She’d declined the sort of intense training required to do so, though. Instead, she’d only bothered to learn to do a few basic, passive things like identifing Force Sensitive people and Force influence on objects. Certain, recent realizations about how Izuku and Aayla’s level of connection to the Force was likely to extend their lifespans had caused them to tally ‘harass Mei into learning properly’ as a thing to do for the future. For now, however, the relevant point was that Mei could also tell the difference between Sabé and Padmé.

Standing nude, side by side, and without any of the little makeup and hairstyle tricks they normally used for differentiation when Sabé wasn’t actively playing decoy? Any more ordinary soul than those present would have been hard pressed to tell them apart. Not just in the face, but in every last detail down to the shape and size of nipples and the contours of their intimate bits. As they all looked the pair over, Zavra in particular couldn’t help but whistle, impressed.

“Damn, you two really are identical. Possibly actually more so than the average set of identical twins. Even Empress Acina would have been impressed by the level of detail you were able to achieve. Bio-sculpt of this level would absolutely have required Sith Alchemy from her, not just traditional surgeries. Got to say that biomed science, at least the cosmetic stuff, has come quite a way forward compared to a lot of other tech I’ve seen since waking up. Were there any side effects?”

Padmé was struggling to get her blush fully under control, but Sabé only preened at the attention, and happily answered Zavra’s question.

“Sort of! Part of the secret to how we got this identical is that I wasn’t the only one to go under the scalpel. When we did the initial matching, Padmé and I sat down with an advanced medical droid at a facility we can’t speak about and went over our deep scans to decide which direction we wanted each change that would have side effects to go. Not the minor facial reconstruction and such, this gorgeous face is all natural Padmé! But modifications to sensitive bits was always going to have some minor side effects."

Sabé grinned as she smoothly slid behind her boss and cupped her boobs with both hands, giving a firm squeeze that caused Padmé to eep.

“Padmé had the potential for more sensitive nipples, while I had the potential for bigger tits. I had a larger clit with more nerve endings, while she had a more symmetrical set of lower lips. That sort of thing. Of course, being horny teenagers at the time the surgeries and minor gene edits were first done, we picked to go in the direction of most sensitivity and best aesthetic looks. Since they were using cloned tissue, grafts, and gene edits, rather than cruder methods, the result was pretty awesome in the bedroom. Though internally we still have some slightly different hot spots you’ll have to put some effort into finding~.”

Surprisingly, Padmé’s blush seemed to have given up. Oh, she was still lightly flushed looking, but she it was no longer sporting the nuclear blush going most of the way down to her nipples she’d had before. Possibly, she’d just resigned herself to her fate. More likely, from what those with the Force were feeling from her, the situation and the fact Sabé had been rolling her boss’s nipples in her fingers while she explained had resulted in Padmé being turned on enough for her inhibitions to somewhat crumble. The fact that her eyes were darting between the other nude bodies present, with the longest hesitations being on Izuku’s half-erect cock, was also rather telling to where her state of mind had gone. Of course, the fact that Sabé winked at the rest of them when she pulled away from playing with Padmé’s tits, told them all that it hadn’t exactly been unintentional.

Aayla shook herself, clapped her hands, and pointed to the door farther into the puzzle dungeon that was now unlocked.

“Well, that is fascinating and I will be exploring both of your bodies eventually if I have my way! But for now, onward!”

Putting a deliberately provocative sway in her hips that got every eye following her, Aayla moved to and through the door into the next room. A grinning Zavra and eager Mei followed after, Shaak Ti trailing behind with twitching lips and calm steps. Izuku gestured their two newest members on before him, and Sabé smirked, managing to sway her own hips to present a glorious view even as she towed Padmé after the others. Izuku chuckled…and enjoyed the view. He had let them go first for a reason beyond just curtesy, after all!

By the time Izuku joined the girls, they were all reading the ‘puzzle’ provided by the next room. A set of locks all around the door were present, one for each of them, with each lock looking suspiciously shaped. True to that suspicion, the ‘puzzle’ was labeled ‘Orgasmic Security,’ and required each of them to successfully ‘find the sensitive parts’ of each lock and ‘stimulate it into opening.’ All, of course, within a certain timeframe of each other.

Lips twitching as the girls argued over the best way to finger their way to victory, Izuku let them sort it out among themselves. Somehow, given the three girls behind the design of this ‘dungeon,’ he figured that the challenges would only escalate from here…

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- The Wandering Fate – 325 Days into the Hutt Crusade –

Padmé whimpered helplessly, squirming in her bonds as a single lowly-thrumming vibrator, taped to her pussy, edged her mercilessly. That would have been torment enough, but it was really only the cherry on top as she lay, arms bound behind her back, directly below Sabé’s apex…as her best friend was getting thoroughly railed by the cock they’d both been dreaming of for months. The taste of Izuku’s cum, somehow fruity instead of salty in what she had to assume was Force Bullshit, lingered behind her gagged lips to emphasize exactly how she’d gotten into this situation.

They only had a bare fistful of days left before she and Sabé had to return to the Capital, after which they’d have to more fully commit to the charade that only Sabé was ‘entertaining’ Master Izuku. In light of that, and after several dates both separately and together, they’d both approached their new boyfriend/lover with the desire for their first time to happen before they left. A first time they’d requested to have together. The pair of them had been on-and-off lovers for years, and with the nature of the relationship they were joining, somehow it just felt right to them, to take that next step at the same time.

Izuku had been slightly surprised, but hardly against it, and had easily arranged a means to vanish for a couple of days. Officially, he and Aayla were taking her and Sabé on a tour of some remote R and D facilities. In actuality, that had only been an excuse to get them both aboard their personal ship, The Wandering Fate, for a day of travel alone. They really were heading toward a secure system, on a well patrolled route, so the lack of an escort wouldn’t make anyone even blink particularly hard.

So far, the trip had been amazing. Izuku had insisted on cooking again so they’d ‘have energy,’ and had succeeded in setting the mood nicely. Aayla had retreated to piloting afterward, which was a slight disappointment in some ways, but better in others. Their first time with Izuku would be alone, and Aayla had teasingly promised to join them ‘on the way back.’ The best of both worlds, really. Padmé, for one, was looking forward to that…though right now she was looking forward to actually getting to cum more!

She probably should have been suspicious when, after a joint strip tease, Sabé had let her at Izuku’s cock first, pressing her own breasts into Padmé’s back even as Padmé herself knelt between Izuku’s legs and put their ‘practice’ performing blowjobs on toys to good use. The real thing had been intimidating, neither she nor Sabé having been old enough to fool around with boys before Padmé first becoming Queen made such things complicated. Thankfully, Izuku had been patient, Sabé encouraging, and their practice with some of their more realistic toys a solid place to start. She’d been quite pleased at drawing moans out of Izuku, and even more pleased when she managed to swallow most of his cum!

Sabé, sexy traitor that she was, had taken her happy distraction at her accomplishment as a chance to handcuff her.

She must have sneakily asked Aayla where all the toys were kept, too, since she’d been entirely too confident in retrieving the rest of Padmé’s current bindings. An additional binder for her elbows, a spreader bar for her ankles, a ring-gag to ‘keep her pretty mouth busy,’ and the lone vibrator currently taped to her mons, just above her clit, set teasingly on low. Enough vibration to torment her and keep her moaning, but not nearly enough to actually take her over the edge.

Izuku, undoubtably able to feel just how hot the situation was making her, had aided and abetted her handmaiden, resulting in their current position. Namely, with Sabé pussy being directly over Padmé’s face, Izuku’s knees just behind and to the sides of her head, as he pounded her best friend doggystyle. Padmé had never been more simultaneously turned on and jealous in her entire life! Triply so since Sabé had already cum twice and Izuku was still…

With one final thrust that went extra deep, clapping loudly against Sabé’s cheeks and slapping his balls against her bits, Izuku audibly groaned and convulsed. The sight of him filling her handmaiden up, combined with the sound of Sabé half-raggedly shouting her third orgasm of the night, was almost enough to make Padmé cum despite her lack of serious stimulation. Fuck that was hot! She whimpered again in a mix of wild arousal and frustration as Izuku slowly pulled out and cum oozed from Sabé’s pussy, a small amount of it falling to splatter over Padmé’s nose.

For a moment, she thought her wobbling friend would fall on her as her own orgasm took its toll, only to blink and muffle-giggle as an unexpected use of the Force had Sabé’s body floating up and away. Sabé landed a few moments later on her back, still panting but adorably wide-eyed at her brief, unexpected flight. Then, Padmé felt a thrill of anticipation as Izuku’s gaze turned to her with a smirk…and she realized his cock was still mostly-hard and practically slapping her in her face. A moment later, she found herself flipped by the same ethereal grasp that had lifted Sabé away, pulled up on her knees but with her arms still trapped behind her back. The new position brought her face to face with Izuku’s glistening cock as he spoke.

“It would be a shame not to properly test that ring-gag, now wouldn’t it? Besides, I’m sure you’ll enjoy a taste of Sabé and I after being forced to watch us make the mix, hmmm?”

A shot of pure arousal arced through her at the idea, something Izuku clearly detected from his chuckle, causing her to blush a little despite everything they’d already done. Thankfully, he didn’t comment on that, instead bringing her head to his cock even as his erection hardened back up to full mast. Moment’s later, as he seamlessly threaded his cock through her gag’s opening, she was met with a complex explosion of flavor and smell. The same fruity undertones from his own cum, mixed with the familiar taste of Sabé, and combined with the heady musk from both of them as he pressed himself past her gag reflex and into her throat. He was gentle, and she’d managed it earlier on her own, but she still choked a bit as he entered her throat. Not that she had the slightest thought of protest as he pulled her nose flush to his flesh, balls pressed into her chin, and she went a bit dizzy with the intensity of his and Sabé’s mixed smell.

He didn’t stay there long, taking the time to pull out and thrust just a bare handful of times, impossibly seeming to get even larger and harder as he did. Then, he was pulling away, causing her to whimper for a moment…until she realized he was falling onto his back and using the Force to pull her over him. She barely managed to note that, somewhere along the line, he’d released the spreader bar on her ankles, before she was settled astride him. A gag-muffled gasp as his tip brushed her absolutely sopping entrance was followed by another as he reached down to rub for just a second at her magic button, vibe still buzzing away on low just above it.

“So close, huh? Well, I think we should push you over the edge the fun way, hmm?”

Her pleasure-addled mind didn’t have enough time to process that before her position shifted slightly…and his hips came up to meet her even as hers went down. The natural consequence was his cock brutally spearing her pussy, her sex far too wet to give more than token resistance despite her inexperience. She was barely halfway down his cock when the single strongest orgasm of her life ripped through her body, sending white stars through her vision.

She must have completely blanked out of mental existence for long moments as she shuddered through that first climax of the night, for she blinked back in with his cock already fully hilted inside her and throbbing. She swore, in the part of her mind that was just barely functioning, that she could feel his heartbeat through it as he waited for her to come back from wherever her soul had just momentarily vacationed too. She belatedly noticed that he’d had time to disable the vibe…but hadn’t removed it.

“Well, that was a good place to start! Now, let’s see if we can one up it!”

Padmé barely had time for her eyes to widen before he’d flicked the vibrator back on, set to ‘high’ this time, and lifted her almost entirely off his cock. By the time he’d slammed her back down on it, she was too far gone again to do anything but moan…

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- The Wandering Fate – 327 Days into the Hutt Crusade –

“You know, I was joking when I suggested we fit both of them for chastity belts and send them back to Coruscant that way. I didn’t think they’d actually go for it.”

Izuku snorted in amusement as Padmé did a surprisingly good job of not blushing or walking funny as she exited their private landing bay on Tythe Central, with her handmaiden dutifully trailing behind her. Of course, after the last couple of days, the only reason neither of them were limping was the fact that Izuku was pretty decent at Force Healing. The pair had been enthusiastic on both the going and returning legs of the journey, the latter of which had seen Aayla joining in on the fun, as promised. Clearly, they’d had a lot of pent up desire to work through, and they’d made a solid effort at burning through it all.

Which honestly made more than a bit of sense, come to think of it. The pair had to have pre-planned the chastity belt thing, after all, given that they’d arrived aboard with two custom-fitted, Mei-built belts in their luggage. Since they weren’t ‘portal’ belts, the pair wouldn’t be getting any from Izuku at long-distance, and the biometrics had been set to unlock for only him or Aayla. They did have a safety release key code, just in case, given that they had no idea how long it would be before they saw him again. But, unless they used it, they would be stuck in chastity until they did see one of them again.

If he hadn’t been able to feel how incredibly aroused the idea had made both of them, he might have discouraged it. As it was, he’d merely asked careful questions to make sure they’d thought things through properly. Thankfully, it was a Mei-design, that had been farther sanity-checked by Zavra. So things like sanitation, comfort, cleaning needs, and even the ability to have a bit of ‘fun’ with a set of high-security, remotely controlled neural stimulation functions that Sabé had the command codes for, had all been considered. They wouldn’t be completely without the ability to get off, even if they didn’t use the safeword codes. But, if they managed to hold off from using those codes, neither of them would be touching their pussy at all until they returned to him or Aayla.

Honestly, he gave it even-odds if they gave in and used the release codes or not. It would likely depend on how long it was before they saw one of them again. Or whether or not they ended up in a situation where they needed to wear something that would reveal the low-profile belts, he supposed. He assumed they wouldn’t risk that, and Mei had thoughtfully made them scan-resistant. So they wouldn’t be detected by anything short of the highest levels of security scans. Shaking his head at their antics and wondering if they’d regret the choice to follow up on Aayla’s ‘joke’ or not, he turned to Aayla with a smirk tugging at his lips.

“So, does this mean you’re going to try getting Shaak into one for longer than the few days she got stuck after Kashyyyk? She is now the only one who hasn’t tried something like it after joining our relationship, what with how Zavra’s implants were set by her Empress’s defaults.”

The way Aayla’s eyes lit up at the suggestion caused him to chuckle, wondering how Shaak Ti would take her inevitable suggestion. Their Togrutan lover was willing to try almost anything once, but was the least interested in that specific sort of play, he thought. It would be entertaining to see how effectively Aayla managed to wheedle, cajole, or bribe her into giving it a longer try than that one-off experience which Shaak had neither loved nor particularly hated…

- End of Lemon/Ecchi Content

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A/N 1: A few dates...and the Ecchi running away on me :-p. I had to resist writing more of the puzzle dungeon...

A/N 2: We now have the full harem involved. Just as a reminder, there will be no additions past this point :-). Frankly, it's almost too much to keep balanced as is.